felt like this before You changed my world When you walked in my door Your handsome face, your shining eyes It makes me wanna be with you ~Chorus~ I've never felt nothin like this
Traduction: Curve. Nothin Like This.
never felt like this before You changed my world When you walked in my door Your handsome face, your shining eyes It makes me wanna be with you ~Chorus~ I've never felt nothin like this
metal let 'em burn like Earth shiver births, uh If there's any beef I come running like Mertz, uh Word up, eagle street I'm throwing my curve up We take
my passion so I stay writtin Spend a couple nights in burn out all the lights in my room Stuck in my crib like glue That's what I do it's nothin new [
more relaxin Rappins my passion so i stay writtin spend a couple nights in burn out all the lights in my room Stuck in my crib like glue thats what i do its nothin
treat me like a her Take my money cause I'm attractive Then kick me off to the curve Climb in fancy restaurants Eating expensive audorbs How I'm gonna let you get it all like
you an MD Like eastsire sin Dominating of the eastside shall commence And I shall commence that im the truth yo They try to block me like Moonyos I know my car is worth like
then I go go get it. Aye, I got nothing to say. All she wants is to play. Then I close my eyes and realize that I want this to sway. Get up on the 5's
you actin surprised? You saw the bullshit Comin fake hair, fake nails, fake eyes too So why you, bound to fuck wit fake guys too Aint nothin' hard about
you're there Yea,I need you,I need you to hate So I can use you for your energy you know, this real shit, feel this! [Verse 1:] America got a thing for this
girl Bubblin' girl kno this juicy got u crazy u rolled up in it like u wanna make it bounce uhh with a real lady Uh Uh Can u handle all this up in
But Detroit niggas curve and they stirs to bust [Kuniva] Do I gotta get my nigga bugz, punks like you get beat up Stomped unconscience and smacked with the heater This
this rap game this rap game i aint selling my soul for this rap game i aint diggin no hole for this rap game and im telling you no this it happening this
with this again I just keep on talking but I guess that you ain't listening Rather run around with them nothing ass bitches Then, go on, got me hot, smoking like
man for nike An ah love man for fila Dat's not the ways of Anciento war gorilla Me rather den to save all my sasaparilla On a lonesome breezy Sunday morning This
verb You curve thoughtways when you're handlin the candleabra so you sittin on the baby grand Transmittin like you're made of man but you paint a funny face like
